I feel nothing
Something in me awakened;
A heightened sense of being
Your tears are precious
It's yours to keep
I want smiles and fondness
For all memories shared
I did not mean to hurt anyone
I did not mean to say goodbye
With a mere letter
But know that I got what I wanted
To sleep in solitude
To weep in silence
For all things missed,
And left behind
Don?t look for reasons
I ask only acceptance
Without questions,
Without judgments
My legacy is you
Who believed in me
Who suffered with me
Who needed me
Who cared for me
Who loved me
This is just the beginning
Of another journey
To an unknown territory
Maybe a thousand broken souls are waiting for me?
Or maybe Im the only one out there.
Fear was never really a good companion
Yet courage came along with me
After my last breath...
Death is comfort, death is mystery, death is precious...
Losing yourself, someone, or something is a brush with death...
There's a tiny speck of hope, a sudden urge to escape from reality...and back...
I lingered in these feelings but I never allowed it to eat me up...
the end of something is definitely not the end of everything...
for those who lost..and are trying to find themselves again...I'm with you all...
jen
09/07/04
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When you lose something it might mean that you're better off without it or you're bound to lose it. Loss allows you to change and to adapt to new things which I think is a good thing, because as the cliche goes, the only that is constant is change.
in death, in loss and in trying to find ourselves again, i'm with you there jen.. best of luck to us all..
take comfort in a line from U2's song "beautiful day": after the flood, all the colors came out...
minsan, akala natin wala na. nawala siya. nawala ka. nakaka-walang gana. masarap magwala. ngunit palaging may pag-asa. pagkatapos nating mawala, palaging merong iba. palaging meron pa.
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